Mrs Hinch #699 Drip, drip, drip, drip, BOOM 💥

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Never have I took my autistic son.who doesn't like loud sounds and crowds to my book so signing so I could parade him in front of my sheep

Never have I been so rude as to ignore one of my biggest fans who promoted me and licked my arse (mario) to the point where even he has had enough
 
Never have I ever taken my toddler to the library one morning (did a Greggs sausage roll feature too or am I getting mixed up?) and declare it one of the best traditions ever - only to never go again
Never have I ever lied about having a greggs pasty (can't remember which one now) that there was a nationwide shortage of at the time!
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Never have I ever had to hold my mad bastard mam back from telling people off on the Internet and to get well 😂
that was an ace couple of days!
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Never have I ever had to hold my mad bastard mam back from telling people off on the Internet and to get well 😂
that was an ace couple of days!

Ahhhh Freda Yahoooooo going off on one! Wasn’t it only because someone said they wouldn’t be buying the HiNcH FaRm book 🤣🤣🤣
Never have I ever slagged off someones dead cat
Dogpie going passive aggressive in the comments 🤣🤣 RIP Delilah
 
I miss my dad so much he passed away last year , I feel his loss intensely but my friends and family would never know - this poem resonates with me


I missed you quietly today. So quietly that no one noticed.

I missed you as I climbed out of bed and as I brushed my teeth; when I waited at the lights on the drive into work and as I heard the rain outside my window.

I missed you as I ordered lunch and as I kicked off my shoes when I got home; as I switched off the lights and climbed into bed for the night.

I missed you without tears or noise or fanfare.
But oh how I felt it.

I felt it in the morning, at lunchtime, in the evening and at night. I felt it as I woke, as I waited, as I worked. I felt it at home, on the road, in the light, in the dark, in the rain.

I felt it in every one of those moments, each one sitting heavier and heavier as the weight of me missing you kept growing and growing.

Yes, I missed you so quietly today.

But I felt it so loudly.

*****

Becky Hemsley 2024
Artwork by Lilymoon

‘Quietly’ is a newer poem
 
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